Back home, Zheng Bajin tuned out the news and listened to some factual reports.
The announcer's Mandarin is very standard, and he also has special requirements for his voice, which sounds very comfortable.
The most important thing is to let Qingqing experience this art of speaking, so that in the future, she can have a place in society, and she will not have stage fright in some public situations and show her true ability.
Qingqing was very happy. Together with Zheng Bajin, they gathered around a small radio and listened to the broadcast inside. Their attention was quickly attracted and they were fascinated.
Before I knew it, I had listened to thirty minutes of news, followed by the weather forecast.
Later, it was music time. Zheng Bajin raised the radio to the bedside and fetched water to clean his feet.
Qingqing was not used to it and refused to let him wash it. Instead, she put her feet into the basin, soaked in hot water, and listened to music.
After the song ended, Zheng Bajin pulled her onto the bed and said, "The water is already cold, why are you soaking so much? Come on, go to bed, lie down, and listen to music for the child."
Qingqing's eyes were full of questions, could she really hear it?
Zheng Bajin did not comment, carried the water and poured it.
Qingqing reacted, and it was too late to stop her, so she had no choice but to listen to him, got on the bed, and said, "Don't do this again. I will pour the water myself. How will this spread?"
"Isn't it just pouring water for my feet? What's the big deal?" Zheng Bajin said, thinking to himself, in the previous life, I couldn't find anyone worthy of pouring water for my feet. Can't I treat you well in this life?
"That's what an incompetent man does. You are a capable man. I don't like what you do." Qingqing gave him a dignified look and said.
"This has nothing to do with ability, rather it's a matter of attitude." Zheng Bajin came over shamelessly.
Qingqing pretended to be unhappy on her face, but she felt happy in her heart. She was lucky to have met such a good man like Zheng Bajin in several lifetimes.
At this time, she didn't know the word "weird", otherwise, she would have used it long ago.
Seeing her unhappy look, Zheng Bajin said, "Okay, don't be angry, just lie down and listen to more music, prenatal education!"
Qingqing looked at his anxious look and couldn't pretend anymore, so she laughed.
Zheng Bajin then went to wash his feet, lay down next to Qingqing, listened to music together, and fell asleep without knowing it.
The next day, Zheng Bajin got up early in the morning, bought the vegetables and put them away. He left a note for Qingqing, asking her to get up and cook some porridge for herself. She had to go to the store and she wouldn't eat until noon. return.
When I arrived at the store, it was already half past eight. I cleaned the inside casually and waited for the first customer.
The visitor turned out to be a beautiful woman, which surprised Zheng Bajin.
This woman had never bought ham here before, so I doubted that she would know how to cook it herself.
Secretary Zhao saw Zheng Bajin looking at him and couldn't help but smile: "What? Boss Zheng doesn't recognize me anymore?"
"Where, where, isn't this Secretary Zhao? It's so early!" Zheng Bajin greeted you with a smile, but what he was thinking in his heart was that I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes.
"Mr. Gao, let me see how your business is doing? However, I came here yesterday, but the door was closed and no one called me. It's really worrying." Secretary Zhao said with a half-smile. .
Zheng Bajin was stunned. These words became interesting. It was as if he was afraid that I would escape. Did Gao Lao really mean this?
I hope so, otherwise, it would be really difficult to deal with this woman taking it upon herself to target him.
"I'm really sorry. I have something to worry about these past two days." Zheng Bajin said, picking up a piece of ham heart, about a pound and a half, wrapped it in paper, handed it to Secretary Zhao and said, "This is mine Invite Sister Zhao to eat, give me some face, and give me some suggestions for improvement?"
"Who are you calling me sister? Am I that old? Well, if Boss Zheng is so interested, treat me to a meal." Secretary Zhao said with a half-smile.
Isn’t this just asking you to eat meat? I won't charge you any money! Calling you sister makes you look older, but calling you secretary means calling you younger? Zheng Bajin said with a smile: "This is what I treat you to!"
"I mean, if you treat me to a meal, it must be cooked well. I don't want to eat raw food." Secretary Zhao said, laughing to himself.
Zheng Bajin was stunned. Sure enough, this beautiful woman didn't care about her family. She didn't know how to cook and would only eat ready-made food. He smiled and said, "Okay, how happy it is to be able to treat a beautiful young lady to dinner."
"I will treat you as serious and take it to heart." Secretary Zhao was not polite and agreed directly.
Just be polite, okay?
Why are you so serious?
Zheng Bajin cursed, wondering what on earth this woman wanted to do?
"By the way, Mr. Gao asked me to ask Boss Zheng, when will he open a branch?"
"Yeah, that's what I meant. Did Mr. Gao help me look at a store again? It's really great. Thank you for Mr. Gao's strong support for me. No, I have to thank you personally." Zheng Bajin suddenly raised his eyes. Looking at Secretary Zhao Guangdi.
Secretary Zhao was stunned: "???"
He quickly took a look at his body and saw that there was nothing strange, so he unconsciously wiped his pretty face, fearing that it would get stained.
"Then I will convey these exact words to Mr. Gao and say that Boss Zheng wants to thank him very much."
"Yes, yes, I wonder where is the new shop that Mr. Gao found for me? When can I go and have a look?"
Secretary Zhao: "..."
I cursed in my heart, why is there such a man who is so pushy? Who said he would find a new shop for you?
"Okay, you don't know how to find the shop yourself? Who is Mr. Gao? I'll help you find it when you have time." Secretary Zhao looked at the time and said, "I won't tell you anymore. I have to go to work. Remember, you owe me a meal."
After saying that, he turned around and left, and the graceful figure slowly disappeared from Zheng Bajin's eyes.
He was stunned. When did he owe her?
"Hey, Miss Zhao, your meat?" Zheng Bajin looked at the ham heart that was not given away and shouted loudly.
"You can keep it for yourself!"
Zheng Bajin: "..."
Zheng Bajin started his business and sold until after 11 noon. When he saw that there were fewer customers, he closed the door and went to the community.
When I got home, I could smell the aroma of food as soon as I opened the door.
Zheng Bajin was stunned for a moment before he heard a clear voice in the kitchen: "You're back. Let's rest for a while. You can eat soon."
Of course, Zheng Bajin was not the kind of person who could sit idle. He got into the kitchen and hugged Qingqing from behind who was frying meat.
"Don't make trouble, or you'll get oil on your body." Qingqing twisted her body.
Zheng Bajin took her aside and said, "I didn't tell you to cook, so why did you start cooking before I came back? Aren't you afraid of scaring the fetus?"
With that said, he took the spoon from Qingqing's hand.
"Don't lie to me. It is said that pregnant people will vomit when they smell oil smoke and blood, but I didn't react at all." Qingqing glared at him and said angrily.
"Where did you hear this? Everyone reacts differently." Zheng Bajin said as he shoveled the meat from the pot onto the plate.
"Repay everyone? Just like you have taken care of many pregnant women?" Qingqing said, suddenly her face tightened, and she asked, "By the way, are you seeing someone outside?"
